10th prestige

a master of his craft, the 10th prestige must be fluent in 1337 speak and barely have their flesh burned by the oh so abusive sunlight, usually a basement dweller of abnormal proportions who lives on hot pockets and other microwavable delights

what the hell is that blob?
it's rob, he just reached 10th prestige

holy shit this guy went 49 and 2
relax he's a tenth, he doesn't know any better